it must have been a thousand “Are you okay?” today
for kissing your curves 4 hours long
tell me “You own me.” or “I’m all yours.”or whatever to declare
but falling in love are fool
“We do own ourselves.”
you teach me already
2019
an empty room
within gloomy foolery;
I did struggled
to walked through a year of cold
in a way that was fogged
I wish I could get an answer
as intended
but there is question I can’t askmore.
2019
the interval pronounced us correctly
as the season
separated you and me so hasty.
between an alley;
the note tinkled
to welcome you
and me too!
2019